I first came across Edith Wharton at university; indeed reading and studying The Age of Innocence immediately cemented it as one of my favourite books. And while usually when I find an author I like, I read as many of their books as I can get my hands on in as short a time as possible, I find myself five years later only just getting around to a second of her books. 135 more words

But hitherto the emotion had remained in him as a silent ache, veiling with sadness the beauty that evoked it. He did not even know whether any one else in the world felt as he did, or whether he was the sole victim of this mournful privilege. 256 more words

I had never read any of Edith Wharton’s work, and knew little about her except she was American, living across the nineteenth and twentieth centuries, and I had a feeling she wrote short stories. 378 more words